Life-Saving Twisted Dough

Chapter 9: Life-Saving Twisted Dough

"Could it be... that it's just like An Bulang said..."

Liu Peng spoke with difficulty, shame evident on his face.

"Did we wrongly accuse him?" one of the young masters from a noble family asked, his body still chilled, but his face burning with embarrassment.

Xu Linghui's face was filled with panic. "What do we do? What should we do..."

"Xun Zilan is the eldest disciple of the Jade Sword Sect, with profound cultivation. He must have a way!"

"Yes! Brother Xun Zilan, you must save us!"

Everyone suddenly realized and turned their pleading gazes towards the man with the extraordinary aura.

However, Xun Zilan was in no position to worry about them. He had already begun meditating, desperately suppressing the chaotic yin energy within his body.

Although this yin energy was weak, its purity was terrifyingly high, even threatening his life!

"An Bulang... I... I don't feel right inside either..." Ji Hongxue's face was deathly pale, and waves of cold air escaped her mouth.

She had also drunk the tea, before An Bulang had pointed out there was a problem. Although she hadn't drunk much, terrifying yin energy was still raging within her.

An Bulang continued to eat his spicy twisted dough. He took out a piece and offered it to Ji Hongxue. "Don't panic. Have a spicy twisted dough to calm your nerves. You'll be fine after eating it."

Ji Hongxue froze. Eat twisted dough to cure this terrifying yin energy? If anyone else had said this to her in such a life-or-death situation, she would have slapped them. But if An Bulang said it...

She took the spicy twisted dough with a mix of belief and doubt, opened her red lips, put the dough in her mouth, chewed quickly, and swallowed.

Suddenly, a supremely yang and pure warm current, with the force of a destructive storm, annihilated the raging yin energy within her, then purified it.

"Mmmph..."

Ji Hongxue let out a comfortable sigh, a strange flush appearing on her fair cheeks.

It felt so good, her whole body was warm.

It was powerful enough to melt away the terrifying yin energy, yet it caused no harm. Instead, it brought a wonderful sense of comfort.

Almost instantly, the yin energy was swept away.

Ji Hongxue's beautiful eyes widened. Even though she had been mentally prepared, she was still shocked by An Bulang's feat.

"See? I didn't lie to you, did I?" An Bulang said with a chuckle.

Ji Hongxue couldn't stop nodding, wanting to speak but hesitating. "Um... that spicy twisted dough, can I have another one?"

An Bulang laughed and gave another one to the woman beside him.

Ji Hongxue eagerly ate the twisted dough again, only to find that she no longer felt that wonderfully comfortable, warm sensation throughout her body.

"You... this twisted dough of yours is different!" she said, looking at An Bulang with mock anger. Her fair, jade-like face was flushed, and her almond-shaped eyes sparkled with a hint of allure, a fleeting charm that was quite pleasing to the eye.

An Bulang reached out his hand, looking at Ji Hongxue with a half-smile. "Are you stupid? What's the point of eating the twisted dough? The key is the power in my hand. How about you let me touch your hand, and I'll infuse some power to make you feel good..."

Ji Hongxue understood An Bulang's implication and her chest trembled with anger. "Pervert!"

"Let me touch you... give me that power."

A weak, shy voice suddenly rang out.

Both An Bulang and Ji Hongxue were startled.

A delicate girl in a green dress, emanating coldness, struggled to walk in front of An Bulang. She was trembling all over and pleaded with a desperate look, "Please, I know I was wrong. Please save me. You can touch me for as long as you want..."

An Bulang: "..."

Ji Hongxue: "..."

"Trying to take advantage of this young master? Get lost!" An Bulang berated. "I'd rather touch Ji Hongxue than you."

Ji Hongxue: "???"

Xu Linghui looked wronged and humiliated, on the verge of tears, but she didn't dare to retort. She could only look at An Bulang pitifully.

After a few seconds, An Bulang slowly handed a spicy twisted dough to Xu Linghui and said coldly, "Eat this."

Xu Linghui trembled and quickly took the spicy twisted dough, eating it.

The next moment, a warm current rose from her lower abdomen and spread throughout her body, instantly clearing away the terrifying yin energy within her.

"Thank you... thank you so much..." Xu Linghui spoke fluently, her beautiful eyes bright, and thanked the white-robed youth gratefully.

Seeing this, the others rushed to An Bulang, apologizing profusely and begging him for the life-saving spicy twisted dough.

"Save me! Brother An Bulang, I was wrong, please save me!"

"I was wrong before. If you save me, I will repay you handsomely..."

"I was blind and judged you wrongly. Please be magnanimous and grant me some twisted dough, or you can touch me too!" a man cried out mournfully.

Touch my ass!

An Bulang was so angry he almost wanted to send them on their way early.

However, he wasn't a cruel person and wouldn't stand by and watch them die just because of a few sarcastic remarks. Seeing their strong will to survive and their sincere apologies, he casually threw some twisted dough to them.

Everyone took the spicy twisted dough as if it were a life-saving elixir, stuffing it into their mouths.

As expected, the Spicy Twisted Dough's effects were immediate. The surging cold power within everyone's bellies was instantly dispersed and purified by the warm current, and the comfortable warmth made them feel as if they had been reborn.

This miraculous scene made them completely convinced of An Bulang's abilities, and all previous disrespect vanished.

Looking at Xun Zilan, who was still meditating to drive out the cold, and then at An Bulang, who had effortlessly resolved the cold poison, the difference between them was stark.

Everyone's impression of An Bulang was overturned once again. He had gone from being the princess's ignorant and reckless little bodyguard to a mysterious and unfathomable cultivator. No wonder Ji Hongxue valued him so highly; this feat alone had already proven his extraordinary nature!

Xun Zilan managed to suppress the yin-cold poison within his body before opening his eyes, his face filled with shock and confusion.

Although he had been desperately suppressing the cold poison, he was aware of everything that had happened outside, so his gaze towards An Bulang changed instantly. "What you said was actually true. Why did you know there was yin energy in the tea, and why didn't the other powerful cultivators from my sect know..."

An Bulang couldn't help but roll his eyes at such a foolish question. "Why? Isn't that obvious? Because I'm awesome!"

Xun Zilan: "..."

"Wait, if everything Young Master An Bulang said is correct..." Liu Peng suddenly realized, his eyes widening. "Then does that mean the Jade Sword Sect really has a Heavenly Origin Realm yin creature lurking within it?"

As soon as he spoke, the others felt a chill.

"No... that can't be... How could such a terrifying existence be in our Azure Kingdom?"

Xu Linghui looked towards An Bulang, wanting to see his reaction.

The three top cultivators in the Azure Kingdom were all in the Spirit Attunement Realm. As for the next realm, the Heavenly Origin Realm, even in the powerful Soaring Dragon Empire, they were extremely rare, numbering at most ten individuals, all of whom were ancient powerhouses from major cultivation sects.

Why would such a terrifying existence be lurking in the Jade Sword Sect? What was its purpose?

Just then, a man covered in blood, his skin covered in frost, wearing a white Daoist robe, rushed into the great hall in terror and shouted at Xun Zilan, "Senior Disciple Brother, something terrible has happened! Master has been captured by a monster!"